Leo's every effort was to ensure that Aries was comfortable, who now seemed to be able to enjoy his wonderful creation, loved the view, and wished to live there forever was her plainness. Leo was even happier since he was the cause of her happiness. He was already captivated by her innocence, but her simplicity was magnificent. She was his Aries, and she could never be infatuated with expensive things, smitten by big extravaganza structure. His Aries was a simple girl. Small gestures, cute things easily wooed her. That's why Leo worked hard, setting up this little oasis where he could enjoy the company of HIS Aries.
They kissed slowly and passionately. Naughty notions were swirling in the back of his mind. He recalled tucking away two small packets under the sheets, in case of emergency—if things get steaming hot or out of control.
~xXx~
CHAPTER 11
After we ate our meal, we sat gazing at the stars in the privacy of our little tent. Shining in the sky above us was the crescent moon. The gentle evening breezes blew from the ocean. It was the simplest, most romantic date. From the bike ride to the tent, the food, the music, this evening was perfect.
Leo was perfect.
Chef Lee came and served us the ice cream we'd asked him to prepare. I couldn't wait to sink my teeth into the heavenly delight.
I began eating, spoon after spoon, and the sweet delicacy just melted on my warm tongue. Then my eyes fell on Leo's ice cream.
"Can I?" I asked him for a taste of his ice cream, which looked really tempting to my eyes. He allowed me to use my spoon, and I tasted a little at first, but then—I went for a big spoonful on the second bite, "Hmm.. yum!" I praised and scooped out the third time, and after the fourth, Leo snatched his cup away from me.
"Woh... woh, you only asked for a taste here." He said. "Now, it's my turn." He smirked, bringing his spoon near my bowl.
"Hell no," I said and took it further away from him. He frowned a little, displeased with my sudden enlightenment.
"Really, Aries? You practically ate half of my bowl, and now I'm going to eat yours." He said, having made a firm decision and bent on.
"Okay... okay. Let me feed you." I said to him, batting my lashes at him.
"Y-yeah, okay." His eyes flashed in sweetness. He scooted closer to me.
I scooped a big amount and carried my spoon near his wide-open mouth, ready to taste my buttered pecan ice cream with crushed toffee pieces and popcorn.
"Sorry—no can do." I swung the spoon right into my mouth.
"Aries, that's not fair." He sounded somewhat offended.
"I'm not sharing mine."
"Is that so?" He gave me a menacing glare and set his bowl on the table. "I know how to take it?"
"No." My eyes were expressing fear.
"Aries, sharing is caring." He states.
"Not when it comes to my ice cream."
"Aries?" He raised his left eyebrow.
"No." I glared at him.
"I'm taking away your bowl." Before he could come any closer to grab me, I took off running with my bowl, screaming, "... No."
Leo ran behind me. I laughed, looking behind me, but kept running. Leo was a fast runner, and I wouldn't be surprised if he uses one of his Parkour moves to get to my ice cream bowl. I felt him right at my heels as he caught me by my waist, trying to stop me from running. I yelped. He tackled and knocked me on the sand. With me, the bowl also slipped from my hand, and the ice cream now had a sprinkle of sand.
We laughed as Leo was lying on top of me. Then slowly the laugh morphed into a sexy magical smile. His chest raised and fell, as his eyes stayed with mine, then moved down to my lips.
"That's fine. I don't need a spoon. I'll taste it right out of your mouth." He leaned in and parted my lips with his tongue and slurped the taste of the ice cream as our tongues met, and I moaned. We kissed each other passionately. The cold sand gave me shivers, but Leo's warm mouth transmitted heat all over my body. He pulled his mouth just an inch away from my lips. He gazed in my blue while I stared in his. To say that I was getting drunk by just staring in his eyes would have been an understatement.
Suddenly something shifted in the air, and Leo began to move back, but I held him and cupped his face in my hands and brought him closer.
"Everything was amazing, Leo. This was the best evening of my life," I whispered near his ear.
"I couldn't agree more. It's the best birthday ever." He looked at me.
"Birthday?" My smile faded.
He began to roll back, but my arms were still hung around his neck, and I straddle him.
"Leo, why didn't you tell me it's your birthday today, we could have had a birthday party with all your friends, cake, candles, decorations."
"I know, and I'll, but celebrating with you on the actual day of my birthday, I couldn't ask for anything more." He kissed my lips. I only let him peck me with a small kiss since I felt terrible. He frowned at that.
"Still, I wished you could have told me before. I don't even have a gift for you to give." I looked away. Leo grabbed my face in both hands and made me look at him.
"You're my gift, and every moment with you is priceless." He planted another kiss on my lips. "Now come on, you're getting cold, let's get back to our tent." He helped me up, he started to walk, but I remained standing, not moving forward.
"Leo," I called him. He turned his back to me. "You said I'm your gift." It was more of a statement than a question.
"Yes,
